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In the way Mature contentM

richardhead

· 4:43 · 18 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Verse 1

Mouths sewn from cellophane, breathing sideways beneath flickering ribbons

Dreams sink, spiral into fractured gold teeth, census shadows dripping from the walls

Fingers flicker into vapor, webbed pulses clicking backwards, all spine, no marrow

I blink ten thousand eyes, suspended in syrup, spleens traded for snow

Slow collapsing garden, boiled feathers slip through my molars, my lungs rehearse—

Pre-Chorus

Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood

You're in the way and you must be eliminated

You're in the fucking way you're in the way

(in the way)

Chorus

No lines, no numbers, just boiling under

Shaking teeth, tunnels flood with molasses and I bite my tongue

Bite down, nails in my palm, I'm humming the code again

Light eats itself, I can't focus, can't focus, can't focus—scrape the mirror clean

Verse 2

Fragments swim above me breathing masks with teeth

Hands bloom backward across the endless glass, claiming the skin, inside-out seasons linger

Numbers flash over faces, I split and scatter—cold hunger pulls me rootless through sleep

Heavy doors open then collapse, nothing left beneath the clicking fingers—all is wool, all is thirst

Pre-Chorus

Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood

You're in the way and you must be eliminated

You're in the fucking way you're in the way

(in the way)

Chorus

No lines, no numbers, just boiling under

Shaking teeth, tunnels flood with molasses and I bite my tongue

Bite down, nails in my palm, I'm humming the code again

Light eats itself, I can't focus, can't focus, can't focus—scrape the mirror clean

Post-Chorus

Cut, cut, scratch the glass

Nothing, empty, cut,

Verse 3

All the clocks dripping mercury, each tick is a wound with velvet teeth

Surfaces multiply, mirrors eat the corners — my muscles remember another animal

Tongues strung from pylons, heavy with unspoken things, shifting between gristle and fog

I forget my shape, dissolving into the pulse's machinery, wires coiled under my ribs—

Faceless billboards peel backwards, eyes sink into the floors, maps burning, numbers swimming up my throat

Pre-Chorus

Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood

You're in the way and you must be eliminated

You're in the fucking way you're in the way

(in the way)

Ooooooooh Yeah you're

In the fucking waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy!

Chorus

There’s no after, there’s no before, all the clocks tear their own faces off

My jaw aches, pressure at the back of my mouth — taste rust, taste vinegar

Who taught me this? I’m blinking out, too loud, can’t recall the pattern

It’s gulps of sleep, black teeth, and the floor shifting left — push me, drag me down, erase the outline

Post-Chorus

Spit, bone, glass, unravel

Spit, bone, glass

Let me — let me—

Verse 4

Pillars of skin trembling in fluorescent wombs, every breath a borrowed barcode, slicing through paper lungs

gloved hands caress monitors, painting blue arrhythmic rivers where daylight should be

wires sprout from clavicles, latching on stray memories, drip-fed by needlepoint logic, the cycling hour mutates

Eyeless rooms churn, marrow poured into little cups, nerves learning the shape of someone else’s lie

Swallowing warnings, my tongue folds itself in metal, teeth nesting secrets no mouth can taste

Pre-Chorus

Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood

You're in the way and you must be eliminated

Breakdown

Please, just let me rot—let me blister in this final howl

Crush the bone, melt the coil, grind me flat beneath the crawl

Twist the wires through my teeth, spit copper on these hands

Skin splits, veins snap—grinding down, chewing steel, spit the plan

Choke me out until you shake, drag my tongue through gutter tar

Flash and stamp and snap my limbs, none of you know who you are

Gleaming spit, broken fangs—you keep digging for another vein

I’m stuck, I’m split, I’m turning blank, screaming static in the rain

Breakdown Outro

Ruin—repeat, nothing left inside but grind

Slam the lock, swallow rust, feed me glass I’ll never find

Let me splinter, let me fade—one last mosh in the grime

Collapse—collapse—

Lose my name in feedback lines

Fade

Let it fuckin’ end

Extended Breakdown Build

Drums coil tight, veins choke the silence

All knuckles crack, eyes peel open for slaughter

Guitar whines, sick with metallic tongue, static pulses crawl

Waiting for the knife-drop, waiting for the steel rain

Breakdown Extension

Tear the mask, spit bone dust, knuckles rain in fractured rhythms

Wah pedal groans, low D stutters—snap, drag, slam, repeat

Twist the string, grind the jaw, break the lock with a single scream

Stomp—smother, scrape, lockjaw swings, the marrow grinds

Snare bursts rip the floor, toms swallow the pit

Flesh finds wire, blood sings, all teeth snap on heartbeat

Crash my skull on the fret—fingernails flick gunpowder static

Jagged feedback, drowning grit—send the organs out to spit

Outro Breakdown

Let my grin vanish in the cable's hum

Nail the teeth to iron, grind the palm against the coil

Feedback sings my name up through the teeth—bleed, bleed, nothing heals

Silence shudders once—then eats what's

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